General, Madam Called You To Farm

Chapter 1023 Master almost fell off the horse

Xia Houqing immediately thought of the masked man who played tricks on her.

Yun Lin's appearance was too coincidental, which made people wonder if he was with that person.

There was a hint of doubt in Xia Houqing's eyes.

Ling Yun looked at the cliff and said: "That person robbed me of money, I chased him to ask for money."

Having said that, Xia Houqing dispelled some doubts.

With that guy's urgency to blackmail even the city lord, it's not surprising that he would rob the young palace lord of Baihua Palace.

"Aren't you with your parents?"

Xia Houqing asked.

With Yunshuang's martial arts, that person will definitely not get cheap.

Ling Yun said: "They are going back to Baihua Palace first, I will go out for a walk by myself."

Xia Houqing nodded.

At this time, the sky suddenly began to rain.

A few drops at first, in an instant, it was as if a big hand had torn a bloody hole in the sky above the clouds, and the bean-sized raindrops poured down, covering the entire mountain forest in a sudden torrential rain.

Ling Yun is thin and thin, as if he could be taken away by the wind.

Xia Houqing glanced at him, and frowned slightly: "First find a place to shelter from the rain."

If Yunshuang's son is ruined, Yunshuang will have to draw a clear line with the city lord's mansion later.

Xia Houqing took a few steps, but Ling Yun did not follow.

He looked back and realized that he was walking too fast.

This child is weak in body and not a martial artist, so it was difficult for him to move under the torrential rain.

He turned back, took off his robe, and covered Ling Yun's head: "Let's go."

The two found a narrow cave nearby.

It was raining heavily, and it was dark inside and outside the cave.

Xia Houqing didn't have any fire notes on him either.

Ling Yun brought it, but this pampered young master doesn't know how to light a fire.

"Let me do it."

Xia Houqing said.

Ling Yun handed him the Huozhangzi.

Xia Houqing packed up the dry firewood in the cave, grabbed a handful of dead leaves, and lit a fire with a torch.

At the end of August, Qianshan Island was already cold in late autumn. Fortunately, there was a fire, otherwise Ling Yun's body would have been frozen to death.

Xia Houqing's eyes fell on Ling Yun.

Ling Yun wore a half-face mask that covered his nose, only revealing a pair of quiet eyes, pale lips and a thin chin.

Duanmuqi's accident came first, so Xia Houqing didn't ask why he was wearing a mask.

The cave was very quiet, only the sound of the rainstorm and the crackling of dry wood burning and blasting.

Xia Houqing asked: "You don't seem to walk around the island very much, do you not like going out?"

Ling Yun said: "When I was young, my mother wouldn't let me go out."

"Why?" Xia Houqing wondered.

Ling Yun picked up a stick and struck the firewood in front of him: "My mother said that the island is very dangerous, and it's safe to stay in Baihua Palace."

Thinking of the relationship between Baihua Palace and the major sects, Xia Houqing opened her mouth: "That's not the case."

Ling Yun stopped talking.

Xia Houqing looked at him.

Perhaps because they are both members of the Yun family, Xia Houqing couldn't help but think of Yun Xi.

Xia Houqing asked: "Has your mother mentioned your aunt to you? I mean your second aunt, Yun Xi."

Ling Yun said: "I only have one aunt."

Xia Houqing was not surprised that he didn't recognize Yunxue: "It's her."

Ling Yun said lightly: "Don't you think it's inappropriate for the city lord to ask about Yun Xi today?"

Xia Houqing choked.

He sighed in shame: "I was sorry for your aunt about what happened back then."

Ling Yun said indifferently: "Everyone is dead, and the city lord has found a new love, so stop pretending to be deeply in love."

Xia Houqing's face darkened.

Dare to talk to him like that, it's presumptuous!

He tolerated Yunshuang because Yunshuang was a woman and was of the same generation as him, so what right did he, a junior, have to be angry with his elders?

However, Ling Yun didn't seem to feel his anger, and continued to poke the fire calmly with a wooden stick.

His left hand grabbed the cuff of his right hand, exposing a thin wrist with visible bones.

Xia Houqing took a look, and her anger gradually calmed down: "Isn't your mother going to give you something to eat?"

Ling Yun said: "Are you my father? Do you want to take care of me?"

"you--"

Strange to say, he is not a person who can't control his emotions. He can deal with trivial matters on the island calmly and rarely gets angry.

But in front of this child, why is he so easily irritated?

No matter what.

It's not like he doesn't have a son!

If that person hadn't lied, Yun Xi had given birth to a son for him back then, and he has lived safely until now.

Where will that child be?

Naturally, this news is very likely to be false, and the purpose is to prevent him from promoting Ji Wanru as his wife.

As a result, the suspicion of Baihua Palace is very high.

cliffs.

The torrential rain was pouring down.

Wei Ting was hanging on a thuja cypress by the waist, and was drenched in water.

He swirled in the rainstorm, and said expressionlessly: "Master, if you don't fish me in, I will be drowned."

Sitting in the cave, Mr. Qiu smacked his lips, and reluctantly fished this unacknowledged apprentice in with a wooden hook.

Wei Ting took off his mask and gloves, took off his wet robe, and threw it to Jing Yi.

Son, bake it.

Jing Yi refused with a face full of refusal: "Bake it yourself."

Wei Liulang asked: "Xiaoqi, Xia Houqing didn't recognize you, did she?"

Wei Ting recalled Xia Houqing's reaction: "I should not recognize it, but he probably guessed that I am a young man."

He deliberately imitated the old voice, but Xia Houqing's eyes lingered back and forth on his neck and gloves, perhaps he had already guessed that he was concealing his age.

Wei Liulang asked worriedly: "Major Palace knows, will he be angry?"

Wei Ting took out five thousand taels of silver notes from his bosom, and sighed helplessly: "I don't want to either, but elder brother gave too much."

Wei Liulang: "..."

Jing Yi gave him a small look of contempt.

Wei Liulang muttered: "Is Xia Houqing so easy to be fooled? A person who has been dead for so many years can easily believe just because of a note from a stranger, isn't it possible?"

Wei Ting said: "Of course he will doubt the authenticity of the incident, um... 70%, no, it's 99% now, because I tricked him again."

Wei Liulang frowned and said, "So, if the rain stops soon, will he have to go back to the city lord's mansion and continue to carry Mrs. Ru as the city lord's wife? Aren't we just wasting our time in vain?"

Wei Ting raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Sixth brother, do you want to make a bet?"

Wei Liulang asked, "What are you betting on?"

Wei Ting said: "I bet Xia Houqing will go to Baihua Palace, five thousand taels."

Wei Liulang said: "I only have one thousand taels."

Wei Ting looked at Jing Yi: "What about you?"

Jing Yi said: "I won't bet with you."

Wei Ting said to Wei Liulang: "One thousand taels is one thousand taels, bet or not?"

Wei Liulang: "No gambling."

Wei Ting: "I bet five thousand taels."

Wei Liulang: "Deal!"

Two quarters of an hour later, the rain stopped.

After Xia Houqing calmed down, she also figured out the cause and effect.

Nine times out of ten, I fell for the trick, and that guy came to make trouble.

At this time, the people from Qianji Pavilion and Xiahou Yanyu also came here.

"The city lord!"

Lou Bufan got off his horse wearing his coir raincoat, bowed his hands and saluted.

Xia Houqing nodded slightly.

"father!"

Xiahou Yanyu also got off her horse and walked quickly towards the cave.

She glanced at Ling Yun at the side, "I saw you outside Mingxia Palace, you are from Baihua Palace!"

Xia Houqing said: "He is Yun Lin, the young master of Baihua Palace."

Seeing that he was wearing his father's robe, Xiahou Yanyu frowned.

Since she was a child, she has been the only jewel in his father's palm. Even if his father has a few adopted sons, there is a difference between closeness and estrangement.

They are not so much father and son as monarchs and ministers.

Her father's love has never been given to her alone, and even her brothers have never enjoyed such treatment.

A young master of the Baihua Palace, what can he do?

Lou Bufan asked: "The city lord left suddenly, but what's the hurry?"

Xia Houqing said calmly: "An assassin came to the house, I chased it out and ran into Palace Master Yun."

It's hard for him to say that he was deceived.

Lou Bufan glanced at Ling Yun suspiciously, and said to Xia Houqing seriously: "The disciples of Qianji Pavilion stay here to arrest the assassin, and I will escort the city lord back to the mansion first."

Xia Houyan said: "Yes, father, mother and younger brother have been waiting for you!"

Xia Houqing looked in the direction of the cliff, and said, "The assassin jumped off the cliff, you send someone down to search for it, if you want to see the person alive, you want to see the corpse if you die."

Lou Bufan cupped his hands: "I will."

Xiahou Yanyu held Xiahouqing's arm: "Father, let's go back."

Xia Houqing looked at Ling Yun subconsciously.

Lou Bufan was a fine old man, and immediately said with a smile, "Is the carriage of Master Yun's carriage nearby? I'll send my disciples to escort you there."

Ling Yun said lightly: "No need, I will go by myself."

He tore off his robe, stood up and left the cave.

Xiahou Yanyu snorted coquettishly: "This man...is so rude! He's stained my father's clothes!"

Xia Houqing looked at Ling Yun's thin back.

Just now he was driving in the heavy rain without realizing it, but only now did he realize that his foot was injured.

Although he tried his best to cover it up, his walking posture was obviously very stiff.

Ling Yun is really not injured.

He just got numb from sitting too long.

The other party was Yunshuang's son and Yun Xi's relative, he couldn't leave him alone in this deep mountain forest.

The thought flashed, Xia Houqing strode towards Ling Yun and chased after him.

Xia Houyan's tone was broken: "Pavilion Master, look!"

Lou Bufan narrowed his eyes meaningfully: "Today, the city lord must declare your mother as the city lord's wife, and nothing else matters."

Xiahou Yanyu stomped her feet in grievance: "Father is eccentric. He used to be eccentric to Yunshuang, and now he is eccentric to Yunshuang's son. Does he have to be partial to every dog in Baihua Palace?"

Lou Bufan said: "Yu'er, remember, you and your brother are the city lord's own flesh and blood."

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward quickly, smiled and said to the two, "City Master, I will personally escort Palace Master Yun Shao back. If Palace Master Yun Shao loses a hair, I am willing to pay for it with my life."

Xiahou Yanyu made an assist and shouted, "Ah—"

Xia Houqing turned her head.

Xiahou Yanyu said tearfully, "Father, I sprained my ankle."

Lou Bufan immediately asked his disciples to drive the carriage over: "City Master, take Yu'er back first, I will definitely send the Young Palace Master back to Baihua Palace safely."

Looking at her injured daughter, Xia Houqing could only nod her head.

Xia Houqing and Xia Hou Yanyu boarded the carriage back home.

Finally I can go back... The stone in Xiahou Yanyu's heart fell to the ground.

The carriage galloped all the way and rushed back to the City Lord's Mansion at the fastest speed.

"Miss, we're here."

said the coachman.

Xiahou Yanyu yawned: "Father, we are here."

no respond.

When she opened her eyes, her expression changed drastically.

She was the only one left in the carriage, and Xia Houqing had long since disappeared!

Hundred Flowers Palace.

Lou Bufan delivered Ling Yun himself, watched his disciples come out to meet him, and then left.